Hi! This is my first story and I really hope you enjoy! Its based on the characters from Return to Neverland but Im changing the story a bit so you dont have to have watched the movie to understand whats going on. Oh well here goes nothing. Also if you like it please comment, thanks!
Jane Darling was feeling tired, and somewhat irritated. Why had her mother suddenly decided they had to move to her childhood home? Jane had obviously protested -since she was comfortable enough living in their old house, thank you very much- but what Wendy Darling wanted was always priority in her family, and her father had bought back the place as soon as she uttered that casual wish. Three weeks later here they were, the red-haired girl sitting on the floor of her mother's old nursery while hearing her parents' voices echoing through the tall walls. She had thought about being practical and just faking feeling as pleased and excited as Danny, her little brother, of their new home here, but the fact that she had to leave her old reading tree behind as long as everything else they had all grown up with for one silly whim of her mother's bugged her enough for Jane to ignore her logical thoughts and completely succumb to her cold and bitter temper. As soon as she set foot on the building she had walked directly to what she had been told was her new room, making sure everyone else knew exactly what she felt about being in this place.
It had been a few hours or so when she had protagonized that small tantrum, and right now Jane's anger had certainly cooled down, making room for her curiosity to settle in and remind her of this new place that was rather unknown to her, ready to be explored. About this she felt conflicted, since she believed it was hypocritical and somewhat "childish" to explore a place she was so angry at, so she figured the best thing to do in this situation was to lay her head on the window sill, taking a look of the incredible view of the city. She had to admit, it was pretty outstanding. There was nothing like this where they had lived before, their old house was in more of a country-ish zone.
Jane looked up, catching the sight of the beautiful stars she had always felt drawn to. There was something reassuring about knowing those radiant specks of light were always there for her at nighttime, no matter where she went. She knew that wishing on a star was something only aloof children did, but a part of her couldn't help but close her eyes and wish... for what exactly? Wishing to return home was hopeless, since they had already sold the small house. No, there was something else she wanted, a rather childish thing, but still, thats what her heart was urging her to wish. After all, no one would actually hear her silly request.
She stayed in that position, resting her head over her arms and letting more than a few tired yawns slip through her lips. It had been a long day, and her sleepy eyes were tempting to close in any second. That seemed about right, ending this nightmare day by falling asleep while sitting on the hard and dusty floor, not as uncomfortable as most would think, but definitely colder. Fixing her sight on the twinkling stars outside, the girl let her eyelids drop slowly.
She was so tired she could almost swear seeing someone running past the window.
Someone had definitely run past the window.